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A drawing and a story for my 'missing men' story arc of my FNAF AU.

Here is the story:

=°•.🌹.•°=

"There's no point in going after him!" Jeremy screamed, holding back tears, "A fall from that height into water would have at least knocked him out. There's no saving him from drowning. We need to keep running!"

So the three remaining guards - Jeremy, Fritz, and Krasnyy - continued to run, hoping that they'd make it to the train station before anyone undesirable knew their destination. Everyone was distraught. They'd been running for their lives for about a month from these mysterious, new, and violent animatronics. If this was their first loss, then they assumed that it would only be a matter of time before they were all dead.

Meanwhile, Mike was very much alive and holding his breath, unbeknown to the others. He never intended to slip and fall, but in those few seconds, he had a plan. An odd plan, but he knew that if he could find the police station, he'd be able to get help. After all, they did already know him as the Chicago police departments 'paperwork bitch', and they had worked together before.

Jeremy, Fritz, and Krasnyy were running for a few hours before they came close to their destination. As they were just passing by the police station, Krasnyy felt that something was wrong. Very wrong.

He turned on his heels to see Jeremy face down in the middle of the pavement, bleeding. Instinctively, he called out for Fritz to come and help, and rolled Jeremy over to see a stab wound in his gut.

After being stabbed so many times himself, Krasnyy knew how to treat a stab wound. He dumped his bag to one side, and hectically searched through it for the first aid box he brought with him. After finding it, he turned to treat Jeremy's wounds.

He didn't expect him to be awake.

Krasnyy assured Jeremy that he was going to be alright as he dressed his friends wounds, but all Jeremy did was clutch his wound and stare in shock at something behind Krasnyy. Terrified of what might be behind him, he turned arround just in time to see a medium sized animatronic lurking in the darkness behind Fritz. Before Krasnyy could warn him, a metal claw shot out of the animatronic and grabbed Fritz by the neck.

Fritz screamed as he was dragged off his feet into the alleyway, clutching the clean metal claw that gripped around his neck. The animatronic that grabbed him closely resembled Chica, aside from the fact that it had a black visor instead of most of its face, a far smaller beak, and neatly fitted at the end of one of its arms was a circular saw.

'Chica' slashed at Fritz, creating several laserations. It moved its head, seemingly to get a better veiw of its victims face. Moments later, it started slamming Fritz against the floor and walls.

Sobbing, Fritz continued to clutch 'Chica's' metal claw in the dim hope that he'd cause it to open. Meanwhile, Jeremy and Krasnyy watched helplessly as their friend was viciously attacked and there was no-one wandering in the dark empty street to care.

Jeremy begun to scream various obscenities at the animatronic, most of them in Japanese, and those spoken in English were threats to tear the animatronic apart if it didn't let go of Fritz immediately.

'Chica' ignored Jeremy's cries. It continued to slash at Fritz, causing several more laserations. Fritz was kicking and screaming, trying to pull himself away from the animatronic, only to cause himself more harm.

At this point, Fritz's hands were bloodied, and his neck was sore. Tears ran down his face as he tried to scream at the animatronic that was clutching him. However no noise came out of his mouth, just chokes of agony.

The saw on 'Chica's' arm buzzed as it slowly moved closer to Fritz.

Jeremy was too injured to move; Krasnyy was frozen in fear; Fritz was helpless.

In the panic of the moment, no-one noticed the back door of the police station swing open and a brown haired man with one arm in a sling step out. Instantly, the man fired a single bullet straight through 'Chica's' head, shattering most of the visor and sending electrical components and shards of PCB flying out the other side.

Seconds that felt like hours passed as Fritz stood shaking, clutching the claw around his neck. Krasnyy and Jeremy looked on in shock and glee at their friends reappearance.

"Mike? You're alive! We thought you drowned!" Krasnyy exclaimed, tears in his eyes and a smile on his face.

"I thought I was going to drown as well. But, I had a trick up my sleeve. More specifically, uh," Mike froze mid sentence to properly think about what he was going to say before continuing.

"You know how your dad can stop you dying of blood loss, Cira doesn't let Jeremy die from a fall, Fay doesn't let Fritz die from being crushed, and Ina stopped Vincent from dying from organ damage, but couldn't stop the blood loss. Well, Frederico makes sure that I can't die from drowning. That's my spirit boon."

"That explains a lot." Krasnyy told himself, before turning his attention back to the animatronic that was still standing inactive, and more importantly, still clutching Fritz.

Fritz still stood shaking, but otherwise unmoving, frozen in shock and fear, still clutching the claw that was grasped around his neck.

Before anyone could ask, Mike approached the standing metal carcass, and yanked at the cable connecting the animatronic and the claw which still was tight around Fritz's neck.

After multiple tugs, an awfull sounding click was heard and the cable snapped out. Mike chuckled to himself.

"Must have been a prototype for something else. Or was it just held in some other way."

Afterward, he picked up Fritz's bag and started to help the shaking engineer towards the door.

"Krass, help Jeremy into the station. We can patch them both up there. We can also find out how to get this thing off Fritz."

Krasnyy packed up the first aid kit, and shoved it in his bag, before picking up both his and Jeremy's bags, and using what little amount of upper body strength he had to pull Jeremy up. Weak and shaking from his wound, Jeremy leant on Krasnyy as he limped to the door.

When everyone was inside the station, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and started to shiver; he'd only recently been dried off after crawling out of a river in the dead of night. Krasnyy fell asleep on the spot; he hadn't slept in days. Jeremy sobbed and wailed in pain as his wounds were dressed, and his emotional wounds were addressed. Fritz sat silently, shivering whilst a part timer at the station tried to open up the claw that was still around his neck.

Then they heard an odly familiar, female voice.

"Hello, boys. I got here as soon as I caught wind that you were going to run away. I knew you wouldn't be able to make it all the way from Chicago to Washington like this alone, but I've got to say, you made it pretty far without my help."

Upon recognising the voice, Krasnyy turned to look at the woman who had just entered the room. Upon seeing her face, he asked her a single question, of a single word.

"Audery?"

=°•.🌹.•°=

I changed the title a bit from what I posted it as on the FNAF Amino due to space.

Here is a link to my FNAF amino blog:
aminoapps.com/p/qhzprr

FNAF (c) Scott Cawthon.
Artwork and interpretation of the characters belong to me.

Description
A drawing and a story for my 'missing men' story arc of my FNAF AU.

Here is the story:

=°•.🌹.•°=

"There's no point in going after him!" Jeremy screamed, holding back tears, "A fall from that height into water would have at least knocked him out. There's no saving him from drowning. We need to keep running!"

So the three remaining guards - Jeremy, Fritz, and Krasnyy - continued to run, hoping that they'd make it to the train station before anyone undesirable knew their destination. Everyone was distraught. They'd been running for their lives for about a month from these mysterious, new, and violent animatronics. If this was their first loss, then they assumed that it would only be a matter of time before they were all dead.

Meanwhile, Mike was very much alive and holding his breath, unbeknown to the others. He never intended to slip and fall, but in those few seconds, he had a plan. An odd plan, but he knew that if he could find the police station, he'd be able to get help. After all, they did already know him as the Chicago police departments 'paperwork bitch', and they had worked together before.

Jeremy, Fritz, and Krasnyy were running for a few hours before they came close to their destination. As they were just passing by the police station, Krasnyy felt that something was wrong. Very wrong.

He turned on his heels to see Jeremy face down in the middle of the pavement, bleeding. Instinctively, he called out for Fritz to come and help, and rolled Jeremy over to see a stab wound in his gut.

After being stabbed so many times himself, Krasnyy knew how to treat a stab wound. He dumped his bag to one side, and hectically searched through it for the first aid box he brought with him. After finding it, he turned to treat Jeremy's wounds.

He didn't expect him to be awake.

Krasnyy assured Jeremy that he was going to be alright as he dressed his friends wounds, but all Jeremy did was clutch his wound and stare in shock at something behind Krasnyy. Terrified of what might be behind him, he turned arround just in time to see a medium sized animatronic lurking in the darkness behind Fritz. Before Krasnyy could warn him, a metal claw shot out of the animatronic and grabbed Fritz by the neck.

Fritz screamed as he was dragged off his feet into the alleyway, clutching the clean metal claw that gripped around his neck. The animatronic that grabbed him closely resembled Chica, aside from the fact that it had a black visor instead of most of its face, a far smaller beak, and neatly fitted at the end of one of its arms was a circular saw.

'Chica' slashed at Fritz, creating several laserations. It moved its head, seemingly to get a better veiw of its victims face. Moments later, it started slamming Fritz against the floor and walls.

Sobbing, Fritz continued to clutch 'Chica's' metal claw in the dim hope that he'd cause it to open. Meanwhile, Jeremy and Krasnyy watched helplessly as their friend was viciously attacked and there was no-one wandering in the dark empty street to care.

Jeremy begun to scream various obscenities at the animatronic, most of them in Japanese, and those spoken in English were threats to tear the animatronic apart if it didn't let go of Fritz immediately.

'Chica' ignored Jeremy's cries. It continued to slash at Fritz, causing several more laserations. Fritz was kicking and screaming, trying to pull himself away from the animatronic, only to cause himself more harm.

At this point, Fritz's hands were bloodied, and his neck was sore. Tears ran down his face as he tried to scream at the animatronic that was clutching him. However no noise came out of his mouth, just chokes of agony.

The saw on 'Chica's' arm buzzed as it slowly moved closer to Fritz.

Jeremy was too injured to move; Krasnyy was frozen in fear; Fritz was helpless.

In the panic of the moment, no-one noticed the back door of the police station swing open and a brown haired man with one arm in a sling step out. Instantly, the man fired a single bullet straight through 'Chica's' head, shattering most of the visor and sending electrical components and shards of PCB flying out the other side.

Seconds that felt like hours passed as Fritz stood shaking, clutching the claw around his neck. Krasnyy and Jeremy looked on in shock and glee at their friends reappearance.

"Mike? You're alive! We thought you drowned!" Krasnyy exclaimed, tears in his eyes and a smile on his face.

"I thought I was going to drown as well. But, I had a trick up my sleeve. More specifically, uh," Mike froze mid sentence to properly think about what he was going to say before continuing.

"You know how your dad can stop you dying of blood loss, Cira doesn't let Jeremy die from a fall, Fay doesn't let Fritz die from being crushed, and Ina stopped Vincent from dying from organ damage, but couldn't stop the blood loss. Well, Frederico makes sure that I can't die from drowning. That's my spirit boon."

"That explains a lot." Krasnyy told himself, before turning his attention back to the animatronic that was still standing inactive, and more importantly, still clutching Fritz.

Fritz still stood shaking, but otherwise unmoving, frozen in shock and fear, still clutching the claw that was grasped around his neck.

Before anyone could ask, Mike approached the standing metal carcass, and yanked at the cable connecting the animatronic and the claw which still was tight around Fritz's neck.

After multiple tugs, an awfull sounding click was heard and the cable snapped out. Mike chuckled to himself.

"Must have been a prototype for something else. Or was it just held in some other way."

Afterward, he picked up Fritz's bag and started to help the shaking engineer towards the door.

"Krass, help Jeremy into the station. We can patch them both up there. We can also find out how to get this thing off Fritz."

Krasnyy packed up the first aid kit, and shoved it in his bag, before picking up both his and Jeremy's bags, and using what little amount of upper body strength he had to pull Jeremy up. Weak and shaking from his wound, Jeremy leant on Krasnyy as he limped to the door.

When everyone was inside the station, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and started to shiver; he'd only recently been dried off after crawling out of a river in the dead of night. Krasnyy fell asleep on the spot; he hadn't slept in days. Jeremy sobbed and wailed in pain as his wounds were dressed, and his emotional wounds were addressed. Fritz sat silently, shivering whilst a part timer at the station tried to open up the claw that was still around his neck.

Then they heard an odly familiar, female voice.

"Hello, boys. I got here as soon as I caught wind that you were going to run away. I knew you wouldn't be able to make it all the way from Chicago to Washington like this alone, but I've got to say, you made it pretty far without my help."

Upon recognising the voice, Krasnyy turned to look at the woman who had just entered the room. Upon seeing her face, he asked her a single question, of a single word.

"Audery?"

=°•.🌹.•°=

I changed the title a bit from what I posted it as on the FNAF Amino due to space.

Here is a link to my FNAF amino blog:
aminoapps.com/p/qhzprr

FNAF (c) Scott Cawthon.
Artwork and interpretation of the characters belong to me.